How We Change: The different versions of me

spincyclesmallThis week’s Spin Cycle topic is change.

Henry David Thoreau said, “Things do not change; we change.”

This week I’ve changed a few things about myself. Well, it’s still a work in progress, y’all, but I’m working on it.

First, I realized that my stupid phone phobia is probably making me feel isolated from certain friends, needlessly. I need to change that. So I’m going to make an effort to overcome it, by picking up the phone more often.

Second, I had an enlightening experience at work, that made me realize that I was wrong about something. I withdrew my membership from the Union several years ago, thinking that I would never need them. Well, this past week, I needed them and they came through for stubborn, non-union me. So I’ve got the paperwork coming to me to sign back up again. I can admit it when I’m wrong.

Third, I’m going to be a first-time Grandma, in May. And, I’ve changed my mind about something else. I thought having a baby shower had to done a certain way. You know, with a card-board stork, a cake with pink or blue icing, crepe paper frills, silly bows pinned on the mother-to-be, stacks of presents wrapped in pink and blue paper, and balloons festively hung from the ceiling.

Well, my son and his beautiful girl, have shown me a better way. They, being younger, hipper, and wiser, do not want or need the frills, and they don’t want to send all that crap into the landfills. So I’m going to do my part to save the planet for the littlest member of my clan, by having a “Green Themed Baby Shower”. If y’all don’t know what that is (I didn’t), google it. It’s not only the coolest thing I’ve discovered in years, but it’s the “In” thing now, too. All the celebrities are doing it!

And since I love posting photos so much, here are some pictures of me, changing through the years. I’ve always loved the piano, and so have all of my different selves.

This is the four year old me, back when I was cute, with my first piano:

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This is me, about age ten, with my “real” piano, an old mahogany upright:

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The same piano, but a different high school version, of “me”. That’s my mom and my brother, Earl, in the background.

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And this is the “today me”, about to become a grandma, y’all. In this photo, I am playing a grand piano at my mother’s cousin’s house, in Charleston, S.C.

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Now head on over to Sprite’s Keeper and read everyone else’s spins on change!

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